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Merry couldn't have said when she'd been transferred from the twins' room and back to her own, nor how many days she'd spent sleeping off and on with one or both of the grues wrapped around her. More than one. That much at least she was sure off. This was normal for her race though, the heavy drowsiness that settled in after a serious injury had been received. Once it had been stitched up, once the adrenaline had warn off, the ghoul had fallen into a deep sleep, half wake periodically as the bodies around her shifted, but never more than a minute or two, and never fully.

Now she was blinking into the dimness of her own room, curled onto her right side, blankets tangled around her thighs and pale body clothed in little more than a pair of obviously borrowed boxer shorts. The bandages Nahm had wrapped around her stomach were gone, likely so the wound could heal, and the dark, messy stitches stood out in stark relief.

It took a moment for the ghoul to register Anna as she crawled up on the bed beside her, and she blinked up at the behemoth before offering a tired chirp. "M'okay, just a scratch." Her voice came half muffled into the pillow she had curled around, but she released it now, reaching upward for the behemoth ghoul. "Nahm patched me up, I'll be fine."

Anna was much better than a pillow.

The pillow was given up for Anna's soft warmth, and Merry let out a happy little purr as the other ghoul settled beside her, tail traveling up and down her leg in soothing strokes. As she neared, nuzzling in close, the chimera tipped her head to steal a kiss against the tip of that cool nose. "Just a scratch." It was softly insistent, a smiling playing along her lips as she pulled Anna in close.

"And your charms work wonderfully against what they are intending to. It wasn't a goblin." Turning her head in against a furred shoulder she muffled a yawn, then settled into the nest of blankets again. Her fingers trailed in lazy lines up and down the behemoth's arm. "It was a hunter."

Anna's offer had the taller ghoul looping her tail around one thin ankle. "You should lay here and cuddle with me." It was said matter-of-factly, but there was that telltale lightness of humor.

"A goblin I think I could have easily taken, especially with the aid of all your protective charms." Merry believed, regardless of what anyone else thought or said, Anna's charms worked. She slid a soothing hand along the smaller ghoul's side as she tensed. Hunters were bad news, but there weren't any here. They were safe, and warm, and comfortable.

A drowsy blink followed the mention of a new charm, and she lifted her head an in off the ghoul's shoulder, and bright eyes widened as they landed on the necklace. "Holy Jack, Anna!" She was up on her elbow fast enough it tugged at her stitches and made her since, but the charm was taken in hand so she could see it better. "That's beautiful, you made this?"

Her chest swelled, warmth spreading through to the tips of her fingers. It was the sort of kindness that could make a ghoul cry.

But Anna was asking about the Hunter again. "Um. This fog sort of teleported me into this house. He was in there, attacked on sight. He was very rude, she very cruel."

Anna was more than acceptable comfort. The chimera adored the smaller ghoul, they were friends, but they were more than that, utterly comfortable with one another.

A blink followed that deadpan tone, and she looked sheepishly down at the smaller ghoul, murmured an apology, and lay back down with the gentle push of small hands against her shoulders. Sighing softly as her friend checked over her stitches. Merry's attention twitched up from nimble fingers to linger on the charm Anna had just given her. Cut stones and poured gold. It really was beautiful. She traced the tip of a finger along the edge of one bright ruby before Anna's questions drew her attention again.

"One hunter," she corrected, looping her til around the behemoth's waist to tug her closer again as that soft growl rippled up from pretty pale lips. "They weren't happy." An understatement of epic proportions. The twins were livid that anyone or thing would dare harm their ghoul. "Dying for a chance to find the one that did it. They're out for blood now."

Injury aside, this was quite nice. Merry adored Anna, and any time she got to spend with the lovely little behemoth. Cuddling in particular was an enjoyable past time, and even more so so with the lethargic haze that came with heavy healing. She purred against the other girl's shoulder, nuzzling against soft fur as small fingers slid along scale kissed sides.

"Perhaps you can help them claim vengeance." It sounded almost silly, though the chimera was quite serious. If Anna wanted to tear into the man that had hurt her, then it just made sense to accompany the grues when they went hunting for him.

She blinked lazily, bright eyes lingering on Anna's lovely face before heavy lids slipped closed again. "I do not know what they are after, these hunters. Though as far as I can ell they wish us nothing but harm, at least most of them, if what the one said can be taken as truth." And that was certainly debatable. "They are dangerous, they want to eradicate us."

"I don't know what they want," Merry answered gloomily, hands sliding up and down along one of Anna's side. "Nothing good."

The chimera lay a soft kiss against one of the smaller ghouol's ears, head turning to brush her cheek against the soft, downy fur. "You being here helps me heal faster." It could have been just talk, but in this case it was actually true. Group cuddling, warmth, it all supported healing in Merry's species.

For a moment or so she was quiet, listening to Anna breath, the reassuring sound of her pulse, then she was pressing her face into the top of her friend's hair, voice muffled. "How have you been screechheart?"

With the shift towards an easier topic Merry's eyes slid closed again, and she nuzzled in against the top of Anna's head, breathing in that familiar, safe scent before letting the breath go in a soft huff. "I am thrilled things are going so well for you, and relieved and grateful to you for making the halls safe for us all with your wonderful charms."

If she were a little more awake certainly the chimera ghoul would have been more alarmed at the mention of snarglebugs and remonions. As it was, she was too warm and content to care about much beyond the pretty ghoul cuddled up against her.

Mention of a friend had an ear twitching. "A kitsune? What's his name?"